Craigslist — What a deal!

I’m a Craigslist fan. Or should I say, more of a Craigslist fan. Previously, I bought an electric guitar using Craigslist and am looking to sell an amplifier there before too long. But today was too cool.

This afternoon, I removed the sliding glass door from the kids’ bathtub. I’m going to replace it with a shower curtain — easier to get through, keep clean, and it won’t hurt while sitting on the edge of the tub to shave legs … although that’s never been a problem for me. :wink:

In the old days (pre-Craigslist), I would have put the door in my garage while I tried to think who would like it. Much later, having failed to think of anyone who wants my junk (and not having paid to place an ad no one would see), I would move the door to the side of the house while I waited for a larger pile to accumulate. Finally, once I had a dump-worthy load, I would borrow my brother-in-law’s pickup to take the pile to the dump, fulfilling my obligation as an American to waste stuff.

Today, thanks to Craigslist, I was green! I took a picture of the door before I removed it and then a picture of the parts after I removed it. I put the pictures on a free-to-me Craigslist ad offering the parts for free to anyone who would come and get them. Within two hours they were gone.

I’m a happy man! :-)

Sliding tub door Update: Would you have wanted this for free?

Hello. My Name Is Brent And I’m A Pack Rat

My in-laws recently bought 50 acres of bare land near Walla Walla, Washington, and are moving there in a few weeks. Having lived in the same house with a large garage and multiple outbuildings for the past 30 years, they have accumulated a bunch of "stuff." While they get a house onto the land, they will be living in an apartment. Today was spent moving the larger furniture to storage and attempting to sort the rest into "don’t need until we’re in the house" and "gotta have in the apartment" piles. What fun!

Even though we moved less than two years ago, it’s easy to forget the pain trying to decide between packing our junk (guaranteeing we’d never never need it) and throwing it out (guaranteeing we would). We erred on the side of keeping too much and have some still-sealed boxes in the garage. Other stuff we moved seems fairly useless. After all, how many times will I need to refer to my notes, assignments, and tests from college (collated by class and date in separate folders) if I haven’t needed them in the past 21 years? In the meantime, I’ve continued my pack rat ways.

With spring officially here, I think it’s time to take advantage of curbside recycling and clean out some junk.